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Shcho to za hrim, pekelnyi hrim?
Zemlya hude, valytsya dim,
Svit honyt v propast strimholov, –
A vsyudy – krov, a vsyudy – krov.
Shcho to za hrad, vohnennyi hrad,
Llyes volovo, mov vodopad?
Shcho kulya – huk, shcho kulya – svyst, –
Pade narod, yak z duba lyst.
Pade narod, yak zrilyi snip,
I "vichnoyi" ne pravyt pip,
Lysh huk rushnyc i rev kanon,
Vkolysuye na vichnyi son.
– Spit, hlopci, spit, spit, hlopci, spit,
Pro dolju Ukrayiny snit,
Pro dolju-volju Vitchyny,
Chy z mozut buty krashchi sny?
